The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 847 Premeditated?

Xie Wanrong seemed to be in a state of confusion
How could she forget.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Qi Jinghuan, but within a few seconds, it turned into Su Jing.

Before Xie Wanrong questioned, Luo Xun blurted out the answer: "Junior Sister, it's because you trust him too much, Qi Jinghuan deliberately let Su Jing occupy his consciousness."

"Impossible!" Xie Wanrong said immediately.

She entered Qi Jinghuan's consciousness afterwards, she met him, he told Su Jing about the seal, this is impossible.

"Why is it impossible? What Qi Jinghuan can't do, Su Jing can do for him without hurting your relationship. Why is this impossible?" Luo Xun looked at Xie Wanrong as it should: "I don't believe it, you Let's ask him, Qi Jinghuan's ability is not enough to suppress even a ray of remnant soul."

Xie Wanrong collected her thoughts.

The cold wind on the cliff was blowing rustlingly, scraping her cheeks.

The hem of the clothes and the green hair danced with the wind, she turned around and looked at Su Jing: "Ah Huan, can you hear me?"

Su Jing gave Xie Wanrong a perfect smile: "Wan'er, Qi Jinghuan doesn't treat you as sincerely as I do. I told you earlier that I'm the one who treats you sincerely. Qi Jinghuan is just... no! Puff ——!”

Bright red blood sprayed onto Xie Wanrong's crimson clothes without warning, but she never took his eyes off him.

Just look, the original pair of dark purple eyes became slack, and gradually became bright and deep like a whirlpool, and the lower lip was stained with bright red blood, which added a bit of evil to his unparalleled handsome face.

It was clearly the same face, but Xie Wanrong knew that the one standing in front of her was not Su Jing, but Qi Jinghuan.

Xie Wanrong's light golden eyes were instantly clouded with mist, and his voice choked up: "Ah Huan..."

"Wan'er..." Qi Jinghuan took a step closer to Xie Wanrong with a pale complexion.

Xie Wanrong took a step back.

With a dazed expression, he tried to maintain his posture, "You are Qi Jinghuan..."

"Wan'er, listen to my explanation..." Qi Jinghuan hurried forward.

He took a step forward, Xie Wanrong took a step back.

Xie Wanrong's light golden eyes were stained with tears, she took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Back then, could you have strangled Su Jing's soul!"

"Wan'er, let me explain to you first..."

"You just have to tell me if it's true." Xie Wanrong said.

"Wan'er...I..."

"Isn't it!" Xie Wanrong roared out of control of his emotions.

The cold wind was biting, and there was silence on the cliff where not a single blade of grass grew.

Luo Xun raised his eyes and looked at Qi Jinghuan.

Qi Jinghuan was silent for a long time before speaking: "Yes."

"Yes... yes... yes..." Xie Wanrong repeated Qi Jinghuan's words frantically, her tears fell uncontrollably, and she shouted hoarsely: "Qi Jinghuan! Do you know that the demon world It was almost destroyed! Tens of thousands of clansmen died in the demon world! The old demon king almost died!"

"Wan'er, I didn't expect, I was..."

Xie Wanrong raised his head and nodded with a wry smile: "Yes! You didn't expect that! You didn't expect that the demon world would pay such a high price for it! Qi Jinghuan, you and I are married!! No, what you want... How could you not have imagined that I am So stupid!"

Xie Wanrong sobbed and choked, and couldn't help but think of Sujing threatening her to hand over the spirit-gathering stone with Xie Shaoxuan's life. Her voice was already hoarse: "I gave you the spirit-gathering stone back then, but you didn't want it! If you only wanted it for Yisu Destroy the Juling Stone in the name of Jing, you tell me directly, you tell me directly!"

Xie Wanrong's light golden eyes were filled with blood, and his heart throbbed with pain.

How much she loves someone, how painful it is now, those loves seem to have turned into bugs, constantly gnawing at her heart.

(End of this chapter)